My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

“The hell you don’t. Who was this guy? Why did we never hear about him?”

“Did you run all the girls you were seeing by me?” I try deflecting, but regret it immediately seeing Jena flinch and knowing I unintentionally caused her pain.

“Don’t change the subject. I’m going to need more information. Who was the guy?”

“You don’t have to worry about him. He won’t be an issue, trust me.” I look at Jena again, but she won’t make eye contact with me.

for a softer approach. “If he isn’t a problem, then it shouldn’t matter if you tell us

are they always so pushy with this kind of stuff, but can’t seem to tell Kaley, Marnie and Jeanie where to stuff it? They can f*ack around however they want, but the first mention of me hanging with a guy who isn’t them sends them into guard mode. Even talking about Nathaniel and Wyatt today made Oliver jealous. And they know, or should know,

in the eyes making sure I have their full attention. “Tyler won’t be a problem, because what’s left of him is currently in a box.” I stand taking my plate back to the kitchen. I have lost my appetite and just want

on a mission and as a part of that mission I went on a date with a guy who is now dead. But my guys sometimes get tunnel vision when it comes to me and they forget

of a stir with our seating arrangement, I’m sure most

“Let’s just grab your stuff. I’m sure most of it is already upstairs, but I’m done pandering to the Cunninghams. These idiots need to see when

gear and then follow me up to the third floor. We place their extra stuff in my closet and spread out on the floor in front of my fireplace. We have gone over the camera locations and the directions they were pointing when we found them. Still nothing significant, but Lil started penciling in the